It was bedtime. While most parents were breathing a sigh of relief and doing a mental countdown, I was starting to tense up. I was tired. No, I was exhausted. I hadn’t had a good night sleep in months. We were on a bad run.
It was bedtime. While most parents were breathing a sigh of relief and doing a mental countdown, I was starting to tense up. I was tired. No, I was exhausted. I hadn’t had a good night sleep in months. We were on a bad run.
